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Chapter 3: The Beginning
With that warning, I felt something massaging my labia and they suddenly felt very tingly. I could feel the blood rush into that area and engorge the area further. My labia, clit and even hole felt swollen and extremely sensitive. Once that sensation subsided somewhat I felt something at the opening of my pussy. I could not tell if it was man, machine or toy. My labia were spread as best they could be in their swollen state and something was place in my pussy. It began to swell and vibrate, then I felt the pulsation and rhythmic insertion and removal. It was driving me mad. I had not felt anything like that in well forever. I tried to use my muscles to push it out and found that only made the thing grow. It was on some sort of sensor and could tell when I resisted or was enjoying it and close to orgasm. Everytime that the sensations got close to causing an orgasm, it would change pace, depth or rhythm and I would be denied.
Eventually the thing was removed and I was exhausted, but I would not get a break, something else was put in my pussy and this felt like a cock, but due to my state and the sheer rhythmic almost robotic nature of the fucking I didn’t think it could be a man. I soon felt hands, hands groping my clit, my boobs and my nipples. I swam in a state of sensations, unable to tell who or even how many whos there were. I could feel whatever was fucking my pussy hit all the right buttons and I soon had a monsoon of an orgasm. I felt myself dripping off my ass. As I shuddered from that one, I could feel another one build. They kept coming and the sensations traveling through my pussy and body were incredible. I was so exhausted I wanted it to stop, but wasn’t able to communicate anything and my captor(s) knew it. The pleasurable torment continued until I finally passed out from exhaustion and the need for extra oxygen, my body demanding more that the breathing tube would allow.
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